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Summary: Harry goes to a bar after a stressful day at work. Ron dressed in drag. NO SLASH!!!
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For Harry Potter, life didn't always seem to go his way. Especially today. He woke, stubbed his toe, burnt his eggs for breakfast, apperated to the wrong place, lost his wand, spilled ink on him self, and gotten a Howler.
Life for Harry didn't seem to go so good today. Finally it was time to go home.
"Bye Neville," Harry said as he poked his head in the door of Neville's office.
"Bye Harry. See you on Monday," Neville called back, not even looking at him.
Harry went out to the apperation bay and apperated back home. He kicked his shoes off, slumped on the couch and turned on the T.V. After an hour, Harry got really hungry. Being the lazy bum that he was, he really didn't feel like cooking. So he decided to go out for dinner.
Instead of apperating at a restaurant, Harry accidentally apperated to a bar.
"Oh well, I'm hungry and this serves food," he said to himself.
Harry went inside and sat down at a seat in the bar. The bartender came over, he ordered himself a beer, and there he sat in silence for fifteen minutes.
Just then a pretty blonde girl came over and sat next to him.
"Hey, I'm Rhonda. What's your name?" she asked him.
"I'm Harry," he said, not adding his last name. The last thing he needed right now was more attention.
"You know, you look really familiar," Rhonda told him. Harry could tell she was drunk by the way she kept swaying.
"Yeah, you look familiar too," he replied.
They got to talking and the farther along in the conversation they got the more Harry knew why she looked so familiar. But he didn't really want to bring it up just yet.
"Well, I better get going," Harry told her.
"Yeah, me too," Rhonda said.
"Well, I'll see you around sometime, like maybe at work!" Just then Harry reached up and pulled her wig off. As it turned out, under the wig was none other than Ron Weasley. "Ron, why are your dressed like a girl?" Harry asked.
"Oh Harry, it's you! See I told you I recognized you!" Ron said. "But to answer your question, a lot has been going on at the Burrow. Fred and George have pulled one to many pranks and I needed to unwind."
"Ron, you disgust me," Harry said as he walked toward the apperation bay and apperated home.
For Harry Potter, life didn't always seem to go his way. Like today, when he found his best friend dressed as a girl.
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A/N: I hope you like my sucky story. I just needed to write something because midterms are next week and I'm going CRAZY!! Well review cause you probably have nothing better to do!!!
Summary: Harry goes to a bar after a stressful day at work. Ron dressed in drag. NO SLASH!!!
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For Harry Potter, life didn't always seem to go his way. Especially today. He woke, stubbed his toe, burnt his eggs for breakfast, apperated to the wrong place, lost his wand, spilled ink on him self, and gotten a Howler.
Life for Harry didn't seem to go so good today. Finally it was time to go home.
"Bye Neville," Harry said as he poked his head in the door of Neville's office.
"Bye Harry. See you on Monday," Neville called back, not even looking at him.
Harry went out to the apperation bay and apperated back home. He kicked his shoes off, slumped on the couch and turned on the T.V. After an hour, Harry got really hungry. Being the lazy bum that he was, he really didn't feel like cooking. So he decided to go out for dinner.
Instead of apperating at a restaurant, Harry accidentally apperated to a bar.
"Oh well, I'm hungry and this serves food," he said to himself.
Harry went inside and sat down at a seat in the bar. The bartender came over, he ordered himself a beer, and there he sat in silence for fifteen minutes.
Just then a pretty blonde girl came over and sat next to him.
"Hey, I'm Rhonda. What's your name?" she asked him.
"I'm Harry," he said, not adding his last name. The last thing he needed right now was more attention.
"You know, you look really familiar," Rhonda told him. Harry could tell she was drunk by the way she kept swaying.
"Yeah, you look familiar too," he replied.
They got to talking and the farther along in the conversation they got the more Harry knew why she looked so familiar. But he didn't really want to bring it up just yet.
"Well, I better get going," Harry told her.
"Yeah, me too," Rhonda said.
"Well, I'll see you around sometime, like maybe at work!" Just then Harry reached up and pulled her wig off. As it turned out, under the wig was none other than Ron Weasley. "Ron, why are your dressed like a girl?" Harry asked.
"Oh Harry, it's you! See I told you I recognized you!" Ron said. "But to answer your question, a lot has been going on at the Burrow. Fred and George have pulled one to many pranks and I needed to unwind."
"Ron, you disgust me," Harry said as he walked toward the apperation bay and apperated home.
For Harry Potter, life didn't always seem to go his way. Like today, when he found his best friend dressed as a girl.
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A/N: I hope you like my sucky story. I just needed to write something because midterms are next week and I'm going CRAZY!! Well review cause you probably have nothing better to do!!!